LOST
1X21: THE GREATER GOOD
ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON ABC: 05/04/2005
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SUMMARY: We continue where we left off. Jack sets off to find Locke, but Kate
asks him to return for the sake of the other survivors. In the middle of the
funeral for Boone, Locke returns. In his fury, Jack collapses from exhaustion.
Sayid sets off to find out from Locke what happened to Boone. Locke takes him
to the plane. In the meantime, Kate drugs Jack so that he can get some well-
needed rest. When he comes to, Jack discovers that someone stole the key to the
guncase from him. Sayid tells Locke to take him to the hatch.
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LOST
1X21: THE GREATER GOOD
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FADE IN.

[Scene from 1X07: The Moth]

[EXT. BEACH - CRASH SITE -- DAY]

NARRATOR: (v.o.) Previously on "Lost"...

(Sayid takes a large metal beam and pokes it into the sand as he explains his
plan to Boone and Kate.)

SAYID: Three points of a triangle. One here on the beach. (He hands Kate an
item.) Another, Kate will position in the jungle, roughly two kilometers in.
And the third, I'll take to high ground.

(Sayid walks through the busy airport lobby escorted by two men dressed in
fatigues. As they turn the corner, they pass a sign on the wall:
HEATHROW EXPRESS
THE FASTEST WAY
TO CENTRAL LONDON )

(They lead Sayid to the back. Sayid's hands are handcuffed behind him.)

[INT. (LONDON) HEATHROW AIRPORT - BACK ROOM - FLASHBACK]

(The handcuffs are removed. Sayid meets with Melissa Cole and Robert Hewitt.
The clock on the far wall behind Robert Hewitt reads 9:40. Free, Sayid silently
aches from the pain in his wrists.)

(Melissa Cole reaches for something in her suitcase.)

MELISSA COLE: Okay, Sayid. Eighteen hours in a holding cell should be enough.
Let's get to it, shall we?

(She puts a file folder on the table in front of her.)

MELISSA COLE: I'm Melissa Cole from Central Intelligence. This is Robert
Hewitt from A.S.I.S. We're here because you're going to do us a favor.

SAYID: A favor?

ROBERT HEWITT: Last week 300 pounds of C-4 explosives were stolen from an army
base outside of Melbourne. The men responsible are members of a terrorist cell
intent on disrupting the coalition presence in Iraq. Three hundred pounds of C-
4. I want it back.

(He turns and looks at Melissa Cole.)

SAYID: You're the CIA. Plant a few bugs.

MELISSA COLE: Oh, we have. But you're going to get inside for us.

SAYID: I am Iraqi. I am not a terrorist.

MELISSA COLE: We didn't snatch you up because you were a terrorist, Sayid. We
snatched you up because you know one.

(She takes out a surveillance photo of a man and shows it to Sayid.)

ROBERT HEWITT: Essam Tazia. Your roommate at Cairo University. He's a member
of the cell.

(Sayid turns to look at Robert Hewitt.)

SAYID: And why should I care?

ROBERT HEWITT: You'd be saving lives.

SAYID: I repeat, why should I care?

MELISSA COLE: Because we know where she is.

(Sayid turns back to Melissa Cole. He is very, very quiet.)

MELISSA COLE: Seven years since you left Iraq. Six months here, three months
there. Always moving. There's only two reasons why a man would do that, Sayid.
Either he's running away from something or looking for something.

(She takes out a second surveillance photo of a woman.)

MELISSA COLE: Noor Abed Jazeem.

(Sayid picks up the photo and looks at it.)

SAYID: (to himself) Nobody calls her Noor.

MELISSA COLE: You want to know where she is?

(Sayid looks at Melissa. Oh, yes he does.)

MELISSA COLE: Then we're going to Sydney.

(Camera holds on Sayid.)

CUT TO:
END OF FLASHBACK
RESUME TO PRESENT.

[INT. JUNGLE - DAY - PRESENT]

(Kate cautiously steps through the jungle foliage. She looks around and moves
slowly. Finally she sees something and steps quickly forward.)

(On the plant leaves in front of her is a long, thin piece of cloth. Kate picks
it up. She stands up and continues to look for more signs around her.)

(Then she hears rustling in the plants to her right.)

(She turns and looks.)

(Jack, exhaustion in his blood-shot and tired eyes, steps out from the plants.
He stops, turns and sees Kate.)

(Jack looks at Kate. Even though he doesn't want to, he knows he's going to.)

CUT TO:

[FUNERAL PROCESSION]

(Jack and Hurley carry Boone's body back to the beach on a stretcher. Boone is
wrapped tightly in a blue tarp, his head exposed. The other survivors follow
quietly in his wake.)

(Sawyer rubs his wrist against his nose, looking down as he joins the small
group of survivors gathered to pay their last respects to Boone. The walk up
the small patch of green grass, a clearing just beyond the shoreline.)

[FAR SHOT]

(Jack and Hurley carry Boone's body to the grave dug in the ground.)

(They put the stretcher down next to the grave.)

[VARIOUS SHOTS OF THE CASTAWAYS]

(Hurley is quiet as he looks at Boone.)

(Jin and the others remain silent as well.)

[PAIR OF HANDS]

(Walt puts his hand in Michael and looks up at his father. Michael looks back
at Walt.)

(Claire holds her newborn son.)

(Sun turns and looks at Kate, the two women sharing their grief with the other.)

(Sayid stares out in front of him, then turns to look at Shannon, who hasn't
taken her eyes off of Boone.)

(Jack reaches down and pulls the edges of the tarp closed over Boone's head,
covering his face. Finished, he steps back.)

(Charlie stands next to Claire and the baby.)

(Jack looks at Shannon.)

JACK: (breathing heavily) Shannon ... do you want to ... you want to say
something?

SHANNON: No.

(Sayid looks from Shannon to Jack. The group lapses into a heavy silence.)

(Michael looks at Jack. Even Hurley looks over at Jack. Possibly, everyone
expects Jack to say something. Jack looks down at Boone's body.)

SAYID: (o.s.) I didn't know Boone very well, ...

(Everyone turns and looks at Sayid.)

SAYID: ... and for that I'm sorry. On our sixth day here, a woman named Joanna
died. She drowned. And Boone was the first one into the water.

(Michael puts his arm around Walt and pulls him closer to his side.)

SAYID: I-I didn't know him, but I'll remember his courage, and I know he will
be missed.

(Sayid turns and looks at Shannon.)

(Camera holds on Jack.)

LOCKE: (o.s.) It was my fault.

(Jack looks up. Everyone turns around and sees that Locke has returned. He
stands on the outskirts of the group, near an old tree, his shirt still stained
with Boone's blood.)

LOCKE: We found a plane -- a Beechcraft -- in the jungle. It was lodged in the
canopy, so ... I-I would have gone up, but I -

ESSAM TAZIA: Haddad would like that. More blending in with the community.

SAYID: I think he's got his eye on a target.

ESSAM TAZIA: What makes you say that?

SAYID: For the past two weeks, he's been asking me about explosives. Blast
radius. Transport.

ESSAM TAZIA: Haddad's very thorough.

SAYID: Do you know if he's gotten hold of any yet?

ESSAM TAZIA: The explosives? I don't know. All I know is there's going to be
an operation and there is going to be a martyr.

SAYID: You.

ESSAM TAZIA: Haddad told me this morning.

(The words sink in. Essam tries to get around Sayid to continue playing, but
Sayid grabs Essam.)

ESSAM TAZIA: Come on. Let's keep playing.

SAYID: Essam.

ESSAM TAZIA: Come on, Sayid. Come on.

SAYID: Essam.

(Sayid grabs Essam, trying to stop him from moving around.)

SAYID: What is it, huh? What is it?

(Essam stops moving and looks at Sayid.)

ESSAM TAZIA: I don't think I can do it.

(Sayid stares at Essam.)

MELISSA COLE: (v.o.) You're kidding me, right?

CUT TO:

[EXT. (SYDNEY) PIER - DAY -- FLASHBACK]

(Sayid meets with Melissa Cole and Robert Hewitt.)

SAYID: Listen to me. I can get Essam to turn himself in. He wants out.

MELISSA COLE: Does he know where the C-4 is?

SAYID: The other two are the ones you want. Essam's confused --

MELISSA COLE: (interrupts) Does he know where it is?

SAYID: No.

MELISSA COLE: Then he's useless. These cells run top down. It's all need-to-
know. The recruit's handed a bomb and a target at the last possible moment.
The only way to find that C-4 is to wait for Essam to walk out that door with a
target to hit.

SAYDI: He's in over his head. He doesn't even know why he's doing it.

MELISSA COLE: That's why you're gonna convince him to go through with it.

SAYID: No. No, I will not.

ROBERT HEWITT: Excuse me?

(Sayid turns around to face Hewitt.)

SAYID: I'm done. It's over.

ROBERT HEWITT: No, no, you're not even close to being done, my friend.

SAYID: What are you going to do, arrest me?

MELISSA COLE: No. (Sayid turns around back to Melissa.) We'll arrest her.
Your girlfriend's an Iraqi living abroad with a record of insurgency. Wouldn't
it be terrible if she got picked up as an enemy combatant, Sayid? So if you
want any chance of ever seeing her again, you're gonna go and talk your good
friend Essam into blowing himself up.

CUT TO
END OF FLASHBACK
RESUME TO PRESENT.

[EXT. BEACH -- DAY - PRESENT]

(Charlie walks across the beach, the crying baby in his arms. He sings "Itsy,
Bitsy Spider", trying to calm him.)

CHARLIE: (sings) Itsy-bitsy spider climbed up the spout / down came the rain
and drowned the spider out ... when the --

(Hurley walks up to them carrying a fishing pole.)

HURLEY: (quietly) Dude, it's "washed."

(Charlie looks at Hurley.)

HURLEY: "Washed the spider out." Unless there's some kind of British version.

(Hurley walks along with Charlie. The baby continues to cry.)

CHARLIE: Oh, okay.

(Charlie goes back to the song.)

CHARLIE: (singing) Down came the rain / and washed the spider - oh, bollocks.
Shh-shh-shh.

HURLEY: What's the matter, man?

CHARLIE: Well, I can't get the bloody thing to stop crying.

HURLEY: Maybe he's hungry.

CHARLIE: (shakes his head) No. Claire nursed him five times.

HURLEY: Made any deposits? (Charlie looks at Hurley.) You know, diaper-wise?

(Charlie sticks his nose close to the baby's bottom and inhales deeply. He
looks at Hurley and shakes his head.)

(The baby continues to cry.)

HURLEY: All right. (He stabs the fishing pole into the sand next to him.)
It's time to break out the big guns.

HURLEY: (sings) I feel good! / na-na, na-na, na-na, na / I knew that I would
now! / na-na, na-na, na-na, na / so good / so good / I got you bum-bum-bum-bum /
Ooww!

(They both look at the baby. It doesn't work. The baby continues to cry.)

(Charlie looks at Hurley.)

HURLEY: Dude, that's all I got.

CUT TO:

[EXT. JUNGLE - THE PLANE -- DAY]

(Sayid has a plastic bag open. On the ground around him are broken Virgin Mary
ceramic figures. He dips the tip of his finger in the white power and tastes
it.)

SAYID: Heroin.

(Sayid and Locke are just outside the over-turned plane.)

LOCKE: The cargo hold's full of it. Best I can figure, they were smugglers.

(Sayid stands up and looks up at the edge of the cliff.)

SAYID: The plane was perched on the canopy?

LOCKE: (points) Right up there.

SAYID: And Boone climbed up by himself because of your charley horse?

LOCKE: Yes, that's right.

SAYID: Why did you lie?

(Locke falters and exhales. He thinks about it. He scratches his brow.)

LOCKE: I made a mistake.

SAYID: I'm going to salvage what I can of the radio. If we leave now, we
should beat the storm back.

(Sayid crawls into the plane. Locke walks over to the plane. He's holding a
clay Virgin Mary statue in his hand. On the plane are a backpack and a tool
kit.)

LOCKE: Why don't you trust me, Sayid?

(Sayid crawls back out.)

SAYID: For one thing, you've been carrying a gun you've told no one about.

(Locke puts the statue down on the plane.)

LOCKE: We found one of the smugglers about a half a click west of here dressed
as a priest, Nigerian currency in his pockets, and this.

(Locke takes out the gun. He looks at it and gives it to Sayid.)

LOCKE: Now you're armed and I'm not. Does that earn me any trust?

SAYID: You gave this to me because I caught you concealing it. That earns you
adaptability.

(Sayid checks the clip and tucks the gun in his waist.)

LOCKE: Okay, I'll tell you something you don't know.

SAYID: Please do.

LOCKE: The first week after the crash, there was a cave-in. Jack was trapped.
You remember that?

SAYID: Of course.

LOCKE: You, Kate, and Sawyer went out into the jungle to triangulate a signal.

SAYID: Yes.

LOCKE: You were hit from behind, knocked unconscious. When you woke up, the
transceiver, your equipment was destroyed.

[Note: Reference to 1X07: The Moth]

(Sayid stares at him, his face grim. He already knows what Locke is going to
say.)

LOCKE: That was me.

FADE OUT.

(COMMERCIAL SET)

FADE IN.

[EXT. JUNGLE - THE PLANE -- DAY]

(Sayid stares at Locke. Suddenly, he moves, grabs Locke by the neck and points
the gun at him.)

SAYID: This is one time you'd better not be telling the truth!

LOCKE: I did what was in everyone's best interest.

SAYID: You ruined my chance to find the source!

LOCKE: The source of a distress call that kept saying they're dead, it killed
them all over and over? Is that a place you really want to lead people to?

(Sayid releases his hold on Locke, but keeps his gun pointed at him.)

SAYID: Why wait all this time? Why not tell me then?

LOCKE: (rubbing his neck) Because back then you wouldn't have engaged in
reasonable debate. And nobody else would have. You were all so focused on
getting off the island that you weren't seeing things clearly. It's like what's
happening now with the raft.

(Sayid points the gun at Locke's chest.)

SAYID: Did you burn the raft, John?

LOCKE: No, Sayid, I didn't.

SAYID: What is the hatch?

LOCKE: The hatch?

SAYID: Boone mentioned it before he died.

LOCKE: A hatch? (Sayid cocks the gun. Locke looks at the plane.) Two hatches
on a plane, Sayid. Could be forward or aft.

(Sayid stares at Locke. Locke meets his gaze steadily.)

ESSAM TAZIA: (v.o.) I'm not sure if I can do this.

(Sayid lowers the gun.)

CUT TO:

[EXT. (SYDNEY) STREET -- DAY -- FLASHBACK]

(Sayid and Essam walk across the busy street.)

SAYID: You would not be a martyr if you didn't have to overcome fear, Essam.

ESSAM TAZIA: I am not afraid to die. It's all the innocent lives. All those
people. The imam preaches peace, Sayid. That every human life is sacred.

(They stop and look around.)

SAYID: It's true, innocent lives will be lost in service of a greater good.

ESSAM TAZIA: What if I'm doing this because I'm angry? What if I'm doing this
because they killed her?

SAYID: What if you are?

(They walk over to a bench and sit down.)

SAYID: Should we just accept what happened to Zara? What about all the others
like her? Do we just accept their deaths? Because if we do, it means
ultimately we care nothing about them. I lost someone, too, Essam. I will
never be whole again. There need to be consequences for those responsible.
That's my duty. That is how I will honor her.

ESSAM TAZIA: Haddad was right. It was fate that brought us back together.
Sayid ... will you do this with me?

SAYID: I will.

CUT TO:
END OF FLASHBACK
RESUME TO PRESENT.

[EXT. BEACH - SHANNON'S SHELTER -- DAY -- PRESENT]

(Shannon sits and looks through Boone's backpack. She takes out his billfold
and opens it. Inside, she takes out a photo of herself with Boone.)

(She looks at the photo.)

(Sayid walks up to Shannon. She looks up at Sayid as he gently reaches out and
rubs the back of her neck.)

SAYID: How are you? Do you want to take a walk?

SHANNON: Sure.

(Shannon sets Boone's backpack aside, gets up and walks with Sayid.)

SAYID: I spoke to Locke.

SHANNON: What did he say?

SAYID: He took me to the plane. I believe what happened was an accident.

SHANNON: Then why did he lie?

SAYID: I have no idea. But I don't believe he meant to harm Boone.

SHANNON: So that's it?

SAYID: I know how strong the need can be to find someone to blame.

SHANNON: You don't get it, do you?

SAYID: Shannon --

SHANNON: Just forget about it, okay?

(She turns and walks angrily away from Sayid.)

CUT TO:

[EXT. BEACH - BOAT SITE -- DAY]

(Michael and Jin continue to work on the raft. Walt sits on the bottom half of
the raft.)

WALT: How much weight can this hold?

MICHAEL: I don't know. A lot. Enough.

(Jin hits the bamboo piece with the palm of his hand, checking it. On the other
end of it, Michael is securing it with some wire.)

JIN: (in Korean) (unsubtitled)

MICHAEL: (nods) Yeah, yeah. Tighter. Got it.

(Jin nods.)

WALT: What if it tips over?

MICHAEL: It won't. That's why we made it this wide. There. That should do it.
(to Jin) Right? Good?

SAWYER: Okay, fine. I liked that thing a lot better inside than I like it
outside.

(Well, what do you know! The baby stops crying and is, in fact, coo-ing. As
Sawyer walks away, Charlie eagerly follows him with the baby. Sawyer turns and
looks annoyingly at Charlie.)

SAWYER: What?

(Charlie doesn't say anything, but is determined to follow Sawyer wherever he
goes.)

(Sawyer glances at Charlie, then quickly rushes out of camera frame.)

CUT TO:

[INT. BEACH - KATE'S SHELTER -- DAY]

(Jack's sleeping. He slowly awakens. We note that the cord holding the key to
the Halliburton is no longer around his neck. He turns and finds Kate sitting
next to him, smiling.)

KATE: Hey.

(Jack groans, sits up and rubs his eyes. Kate reaches down and picks up a
bowl.)

KATE: Brought you something to eat.

JACK: What's in it, chloroform?

KATE: Soup.

(Jack rubs his neck.)

JACK: Thanks, but I think I'll -

(Jack stops suddenly and realizes that the key is missing. He quickly looks
around on the pallet he's been sleeping on.)

JACK: Who was in here?

KATE: (confused) I don't know. What-What's the matter?

JACK: (firmly) Was anybody in here?

KATE: No. Why are you --

JACK: The key to the gun case. It's gone.

SHORT TIME CUT:

[EXT. BEACH - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]

(Jack and Kate walk rapidly through the beach.)

KATE: Maybe it fell off this morning.

JACK: It didn't fall off.

(They meet up with Sayid, who sees how agitated Jack is.)

SAYID: What's going on?

JACK: (to Sayid) Locke took the key. He's after the guns.

(Jack and Kate continue on walking away from Sayid. Sayid watches them go. He
can still hear their conversation.)

KATE: (o.s.) I haven't seen him all day. You don't know --

JACK: (o.s.) No? Then who was it?

(Their words and the situation finally sinks in with Sayid. Sayid tries to stop
them.)

SAYID: Jack.

(Jack turns around and heads back to Sayid.)

SAYID: (quietly) It wasn't Locke.

(Thunder rumbles in the distance. Camera holds on Jack.)

CUT TO:

[THE HALLIBURTON CASE]

(It's pouring. The gun case is resting on the rocks. Someone unlocks and opens
the case.)

(Someone reaches in and picks up one of the guns. Shannon checks the clip and
determinedly holds the gun.)

(She gets up and heads off to find John Locke.)

FADE OUT.

(COMMERCIAL SET)

FADE IN.

[EXT. (SYDNEY) SIDEWALK - DAY -- FLASHBACK]

(The door opens to building #815 and Sayid steps out onto the sidewalk. He
barely takes two steps when someone calls his name.)

HADDAD: (o.s.) Sayid.

(Sayid turns and sees a white van pulled up alongside the curb. The driver's
door opens and Haddad gets out. He grabs Sayid.)

HADDAD: Get in.

(Sayid climbs into the back of the van. He takes a seat opposite Essam. They
look at each other. Haddad pops in the back of the van.)

HADDAD: It's time.

(Haddad steps back out of the van. Essam turns and looks at Sayid. The van
door closes.)

CUT TO:

[INT. (SYDNEY) WAREHOUSE - DAY - FLASHBACK]

(As the warehouse garage door opens, the white van, license #ALK 125, pulls into
the building and stops near a larger white truck. The van's back door opens.
Haddad, Essam and Sayid get out of the van. Haddad opens the back door to the
truck. Inside are stacks of file boxes.)

HADDAD: Stay relaxed and focused. Drive with the windows down.

(Haddad jumps into the back of the white truck and motions for them to join him.
He opens one of the file box covers to show them the HIGH EXPLOSIVE inside.)

HADDAD: The fresh air will keep you alert.

(Sayid looks at the explosives. Haddad hands them dark-colored jackets.)

SAYID: I'm going to give you ten minutes to get away before I call them.

ESSAM TAZIA: You set me up?

SAYID: Essam, just go.

ESSAM TAZIA: Why would you do this to me?

SAYID: You're wasting time.

ESSAM TAZIA: You said we were going to do this together. You said you lost
someone.

SAYID: Her name is Nadia. We were separated years ago. They know where I can
find her.

ESSAM TAZIA: You used me to find a woman?

(Upset, Essam looks away from Sayid. Suddenly, he takes out the gun and points
it at Sayid.)

ESSAM TAZIA: You talked me into this.

SAYID: Essam, don't.

ESSAM TAZIA: You said it was for the greater good.

SAYID: I'm begging you to go.

ESSAM TAZIA: You said you were my brother. You were supposed to be my brother,
my friend.

SAYID: I am your friend.

ESSAM TAZIA: A friend who told me to do this for Zara just so you could find
some woman that you love?!

(Sayid gasps as Essam continues to hold the gun on him.)

ESSAM TAZIA: Well, Sayid, I hope she makes you whole again.

(Essam removes the gun and points it at his own chin.)

[ON SAYID]

SAYID: Essam - !

(Essam fires.)

CUT TO:
END OF FLASHBACK
RESUME TO PRESENT.

[EXT. JUNGLE -- DAY -- PRESENT]

(Sayid runs through the jungle. It's raining. Thunder rumbles. Just behind
him, Kate and Jack are following him. But Jack isn't up to par yet. Suddenly,
Jack stops, falters and falls to the ground. He's still groggy from
everything.)

(Kate turns back and sees Jack. He motions for them to continue on without
him.)

JACK: Go! Go!

(Kate looks and sees Sayid disappear through the foliage in front of her. She
quickly turns back and helps Jack stand up.)

(Cut to: Sayid runs through the jungle.)

(Locke is standing with his arms wide open, looking straight in front of him
when Sayid comes upon him.)

SAYID: Time won't make a difference. (He pauses. Kate looks at Sayid.)
Perhaps I made a mistake.

KATE: You couldn't let her kill Locke. You had no choice.

SAYID: There's always a choice.

CUT TO:

[EXT. WAREHOUSE -- DAY -- FLASHBACK]

(The gurney with Essam's body is rolled toward the waiting vehicle.)

(Melissa Cole gives Sayid the information.)

MELISSA COLE: She lives in Irvine, California, just south of Los Angeles.
Works as a lab technician in a medical testing company. (She hands him the
ticket.) Plane ticket, walking-around money. You're on an Oceanic flight to
L.A. It leaves in two hours.

(Sayid looks at the gurney being put in the back of the vehicle.)

SAYID: What happens to his body?

MELISSA COLE: He was a terrorist, so he's not exactly getting a state funeral.

SAYID: What happens to his body?

(Robert Hewitt steps forward. Melissa Cole steps aside.)

ROBERT HEWITT: After it's released, he'll be cremated.

SAYID: A Muslim man is supposed to be buried.

ROBERT HEWITT: Yeah, well, there's no one to claim the body.

SAYID: I'll claim him.

ROBERT HEWITT: You can't claim him when you're on a plane in two hours, mate.

(Sayid pushes the plane tickets at Robert Hewitt.)

SAYID: Then change my flight to tomorrow.

(Hewitt turns and looks at Melissa. She nods. Hewitt takes the tickets and
nods to Sayid.)

(Sayid turns and walks away.)

CUT TO:
END OF FLASHBACK
RESUME TO PRESENT.

[EXT. JUNGLE -- NIGHT -- PRESENT]

(Locke sits alone at his campfire as he applies some salve to his head wound.)

(Sayid walks up to Locke.)

SAYID: How's your head?

LOCKE: It'll heal.

SAYID: Another war wound.

LOCKE: I know what it cost you ... to do what you did. Thank you.

SAYID: I did it because I sense you might be our best hope of surviving here.
But I don't forgive what you did, and I certainly don't trust you. And now,
you're going to take me to the hatch.